[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-really-am-a-villain":3,"chapter-i-really-am-a-villain-i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1190":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Really Am A Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1433915,1885,"Chapter 1190 - Three Ghost Princes Fallen","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1190",1190,"\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?” Feng Buxiu asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You came to the Ghost God Collegium for a sparring exchange, and you only brought one person?” Wu Daozi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One man can stand against a thousand armies,” Feng Buxiu replied coolly. “Brother Wu, why not defeat him first before you mock?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You certainly speak with confidence, Brother Feng,” Wu Daozi said, laughing in irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward Nocturne and said calmly, “Where are the Nine Ghost Princes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nocturne clapped his hands lightly. At once, eight overwhelming auras erupted from around the Heavenly Willow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These eight had been waiting there all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were both men and women, but without exception, each radiated the vast pressure of a Grand Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their combined might seemed to weigh down the very heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their robes billowed, each wore the distinctive gray robes of the Nine Ghost Princes, and the space around them rippled with distortion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Daozi’s gaze swept the group, his brow furrowing. “Where is Xuan Quan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nocturne looked startled and shook his head. All nine had been summoned, so why was there only eight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chong Ming, what’s going on?” Nocturne asked one of the young men among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuan Quan said he had a personal matter to handle,” Chong Ming replied with a faint smile. “He’ll be here shortly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then he can go report to the Disciplinary Hall for punishment later,” Nocturne said coldly. “What personal matter could be more important than receiving honored guests?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Nocturne finished, Wu Daozi turned back to Feng Buxiu with a smile. “Eight will do just fine. Still better than the single person your academy brought.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Buxiu chuckled. “Hong Yu, go test yourself. It seems Chancellor Wu is mocking us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The youth named Hong Yu yawned lazily, looking utterly bored, and strolled toward the center of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The colossal Heavenly Willow parted its branches to create a path for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which of you will come?” Hong Yu asked, half-squinting at the eight above him. “Or will you all come at once?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, the eight Ghost Princes’ faces hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among prodigies, such talk was blatant mockery, an insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chong Ming was the first to move. He stepped forward through the air and said coldly, “I’ll go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on with him?” Xie Changliu asked, looking at the masked man fleeing ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zimo frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had first assumed the man was hiding his face out of shame, but now, after pursuing him for some time, Xu Zimo noticed something far stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s body was shrinking, gradually, steadily, transforming from that of an adult into that of a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zimo had never seen anything like it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll hold him,” Xie Changliu said sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clasped his hands together, and the sword floating before him suddenly expanded dozens of times in size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That enormous blade carried a heaven-piercing sword intent, tearing through the void and moving at the speed of light to block the masked man’s path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thunderous boom, the giant sword shattered the air itself, cutting off all escape ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The masked man spun around to flee another way, but Xu Zimo and Xie Changliu were already there to block him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In a hurry to leave?” Xu Zimo asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Out of my way!” the masked man snarled, his voice wild and desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy around him surged violently, as though it might destroy the entire space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill,” Xu Zimo murmured, narrowing his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drawing Shadow Tyrant, he slashed through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The masked man raised his sword to parry, but his strength was still inferior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blow split the heavens themselves, the world swallowed by a spreading wave of destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The masked man’s body was hurled downward; Xu Zimo didn’t relent, he pressed forward immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one finger extended, he invoked one of the Ten Primordial God-Scriptures, the Creation Devouring God-Finger, a strike that annihilated all things, shattering yin and yang, day and night alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creation energy coiled around his hand as it pierced the man’s abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The masked man vomited blood, his body falling like a severed kite, crashing through the buildings below with a deafening roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Xu Zimo could move again, a surge of crimson energy erupted from the ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent explosion shook the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the rubble, a child slowly rose, eyes glowing red like a demon god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks split across his face, his skull threatening to shatter apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well now,” Xu Zimo said with a grin. “That’s quite the transformation. Wonder if you’ll keep shrinking until you’re an infant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child let out a hoarse, echoing roar and leapt hundreds of meters into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was like a human beast, both hands turning into claws as he tore toward Xu Zimo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadow Tyrant clashed against those claws, sparks scattering like meteors, their hardness was beyond expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s burning his Emperor’s blood,” Xie Changliu said in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Emperor’s blood was among the most precious essences one possessed, burning it meant certain ruin. Restoring it was nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good,” Xu Zimo laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine power radiated from his body; gold and demonic energy coiled around him, fusing with the endless sharpness of his blade’s aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strikes were blindingly fast, and the child’s claws equally so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their battle tore through the sky, their movements too quick for the naked eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavens above were split and never healed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Xie Changliu couldn’t find an opening to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Growing impatient, Xu Zimo raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unleashed the Terrestrial Demon, one of the Ten Forms of Demon, a calamity that devours all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sweep of his arm, thunderclouds rolled in, lightning flashing across the blackened sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with another motion, a massive tornado descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning and wind fused together, threatening to overturn the entire world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storm surged toward the child, its suction force drawing him in and spinning him violently through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bolts of gray lightning struck down, tearing open his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child roared, whether from fury or agony, it was impossible to tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, a blazing sun began to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it ascended, the void itself began to melt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zimo lifted Shadow Tyrant, the blade overflowing with the power of countless prayers and will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy gauge along its spine reached its limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!” Xu Zimo roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung the blade, ripping through layer after layer of space, colliding with that blazing sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A detonation like none before, earth-shattering, heaven-rending, exploded across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadow Tyrant cleaved through the sun and struck the child directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the Willowfluff Space, as Hong Yu’s final punch landed, a third of the Nine Ghost Princes fell before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere moments, three of the Nine Ghost Princes had been defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Yu looked at the remaining five and said indifferently, “If you can’t handle me one by one, then come together. Otherwise... I’ll just lose all interest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words had barely left his mouth when, suddenly, the skies above them cracked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blazing sun and a vast, terrifying blade light erupted in tandem.\u003C\u002Fp>",1175,"2026-06-06T01:07:11.738Z",1,"novelbin.me","b50316e412642d1cc91e1de6bf4c33b9a8f4c63ba57ab34b2a8b6a2e38787e9a","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1191","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1189",1822,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-really-am-a-villain-cover.jpg"]